Arizona weekly enterprise., 1887-08-20

horneIy. She looked more like her mother, who had been dark, while her sister and brother were far. She inherited one thing from her mother--a pair of large, dark hazel eyes, that at times lit up her whole face with strange luster.
 Marian put forth her whole fascination, and Braxton seemed to succumb to it at once. They all walked back to the hotel, where Darlington and .Braxton--it was "Jack, my boy, :" and Fillmore, old fellow" with them-recalled their old college scrapes to quite late hour. When the party separated for the night it seemed as though Elnore Braxton had been long as intimate with the rest of the family as he had been years before with Jack.
 It was soon rumored around who Brax- ton was, or rather what he was, and he received considerable attention from far seeing fathers and match making mothers, with modest smiles from spinsters thrown in; but he clung to Jack and his party, and Marian was triumphant. She was still more elated when he promised to he their guest in Philadelphia so soon as he had visited coal mine in Pennsylvania in which he was heavily interested. He was to part with them at Buffalo, the OeuCtb toAAuk 01ACACA AOubCs
 The morning of the day he left Buffalo, Margaret was late at the breakfast table where the party sat, and John rather i'm patiently asked of Marian, 'What does keep little Miss Uglyi''
 Braxton started suddenly, and repeated the last three words of the question.
 ''Oh," cried John,' laughing, ss1 had for gotten that you didn't know our domestic slang. The name is fastened on Mar garet, but it has no reference to her looks. When she was baby, and was teething, she was rather fretful, and father playfully called her Little Miss Ugly It grew into pet name with all of us, much to mothers disgust It vexes her, though, and we only use it in advertently, just as 1t came out now"
 Margaret is nice little girl, though uniformed as yet" said Marian. "She is not as impulsiYe as she used to be, though she is still little more than @ child"
 "Peggy's impulses gre good ones, Mari an," said John.
 i'Oh, of course, or she wouldn't be an Orrington; but they do lead to ridiculous consequences sometimes. Just think of that trampp
 "Ah!" said Braxton inquiringly.
 ''It is commonplace enough, Elmore,' '' observed Jack, ''but it gave us lots of fun at the time. Just after we were graduated you went off somewhere for tramping tour, and I came home, and we all went up to the country house. Margaret was g girl of 12 then, in short dresses, and fond of climbing fences and rambling round which accounts for her rather robus health. Grandfather Sackyille-that wa. the year before he died-gave her 8 $1t gold piece forspending money. She didn' like to break it, and carried it around il her pocket. Of she went the next day t, a famous blackberry patch we had at on end of the place, intending doubtless t eat her fill, childlike. She happened to b near the fence, when she saw two ill look ing fellows crouching under the bank the road is cut deep there. She hid anon some coppice and watched them, fearin l-- to let them see her. Presently a youn fellow came along whistling. Tbe tw tramps suddenly sprang on him. Accord ing to Margaret's account he was pluck chap, and fought like tiger, but the tw tramps were too much for him. The knocked him down, turned out his pockets captured his watch, and made off, leavin him faint and bleeding. When they wer gone Peggy came out, acted the goo Samaritan, and wiped the blood of hi face with her handkerchief. He thanke | her and asked who she was oh, IT little Miss Ugly was her reply. Then as she thought he was left destitute, sh forced the $10 gold piece in his hand, an l by that time, suppose, got frightened a | her own bolduess. At all events, she ra away, and reached home trembling When she told her story we all laughed except grandfather; he was incensed, an declared he wouldn't give her anythin l for six months. And now comes the od part of it. While we were discussing th matter, and poking fun at the little girl 1 in walked our man Patrick with Iette in his hand He was very indignant. is for you, Miss Margaret. A blagyar beyant towld me to give it to Miss Ugly I'd hey pounded the face of him, only h was off like shot; an pounded it was anyhow. He looked as av he'd been in ruction somewhere-the impident crater The letter was opened and had S10 not in it and some words written in lea pencil. The substance of this was thank for kindness, and 6 statement that th money was not needed, and so returned the rufians having only got some loos change, but that he retained the coin itsel as souvenir. A rather polite tramp wasn't heT'
 Margaret had entered unobseryed, an heard the last part of the story HI wasn't a tramp" she said. ssHe had o 8 plain gray suit and a slouched hat, is true, and he was pretty dusty, but | was a gentleman.
 Margaret always defends that tramp, said Marian. "She went so far then as { say she'd marry him when she grew uJ What ridiculous child she wasp
 Are you in the same mind yet, Mis Margaretf' inquired Braxton, with
 quizzical look
 "He never came back to ask me, NJ Braxton," replied Margaret, blushinI and there the matter dropped.
 I. Braxton said very little during the mea The story, or something else, set him { thinking, and he cast furtive glauces times at the young girl as though he WE interested. However, when they Q parted at the train, while he shook hand with Jack and Miss Orrington, he merel bowed to Margaret.
 It was two weeks from that time whe Braxton dropped in on the Orrington As Jack had desired, he brought his traI for 8 stay, but came alone, leaving h body servant behind. He became dome ticated at once, though Jack, Philadelphi like, carried him round to see the sight On some of these excursions the youn ladies went also. Braxton wss very D. lite and attentive to Marian, and observer supposed he ''had intentions" This di not prevent others, when he was intr, duced to our "set," from attempts to SUI, plant Marian in his good graces. IT